Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

“In short, I want you to leave Delia. You’re not worthy of her.” Yelena cut to the chase right after Emrys

sat down. She didn’t want to waste another minute talking to him. Emrys uttered halfheartedly,

“Cordelia and I are genuinely in love with one another. Why are you trying to separate us?” “Ha!” she

sneered. “If you truly love my sister, you won’t be swooning over another woman simultaneously.” “How

can you say that? What I’m harboring is clearly encompassing love. You are Cordelia’s younger sister. I

love Cordelia, so it’s a given for me to like you too.” He flashed a mischievous smile while brazenly

reaching out to wrap his arm around her waist. All of a sudden, a chilly sensation shot up Emrys’ legs.

He hastily moved backward. When he looked down, he saw a dagger stuck in the area of the couch

between his thighs. Oh my. If I hadn’t sensed her attack in advance and moved twenty centimeters

away in time, she would’ve sliced off my manhood with a single slash. Lena is indeed ruthless. While

lingering fear washed over him, he also wondered if an ordinary person could be equipped with such

dexterity. Emrys’ background was extraordinary. On the front, he had the support of the Thirty-six Sky

Generals. Besides, he was also in charge of the secret Seventy-two Shadow Forces. He could have

easily figured out all his sisters’ information via the Seventy-two Shadow Forces, but he didn’t do so.

Emrys respected her sisters’ privacy. As such, he didn’t know that although Yelena was a bar owner on

the surface, she also had another identity: the cold-blooded assassin, Nightrose. Her call sign,

Nightrose, was similar to the name of the bar. For that reason, everyone wouldn’t connect the dot

between Yelena and the savage killer since no assassin would be so stupid as to expose their identity.

Back at present, Yelena was also surprised that she missed. It had been a long time since she last

failed to hit her target. She swiftly pulled out the dagger and swung it at Emrys. The sharp end of the

dagger was aimed at Emrys’ throat the next instant, but he was well-prepared. He leaned backward on

the back of the couch and rolled over. The razor-sharp blade missed his face by less than a centimeter.

Yelena abruptly leaped to her feet and said in a hostile manner, “You’re no average Joe.” Emrys

could’ve dodged her first attack by good fortune, but the second time couldn’t have been as simple as a

stroke of luck. Yelena wasn’t a fool, so she wasn’t oblivious to his prowess. She could even tell his

capabilities were above hers. Emrys smiled. “A girl like you shouldn’t play with knives. It’s dangerous.”

Right after saying that, he suddenly tilted his b*dy forward and flicked his finger. A second later, a crisp

clang sounded. The dagger in Yelena’s hand was sent flying out of her hand. An assassin losing her

weapon was a fatal mistake. Utter shock and disbelief flashed across her eyes. However, the next

second, her b*dy tensed up because Emrys suddenly opened his arms and gave her a bear hug. It was

an innocent hug, but Yelena couldn’t fathom his intention. She thought he was taking advantage of her.

Cold killing intent burst forth from her b*dy. This shameless man deserves to die! At that precise

moment, Emrys’ gentle voice rang out. “Lena, it’s me, Emrys. I’m still alive.” Instantaneously, Yelena’s

emotional barrier crumbled. She asked with a quivering voice, “W-What did you say?” “Lena, he’s our

younger brother, Emrys, not my boyfriend. We were kidding with you just now!” At that moment,

Cordelia pushed the door open and entered. She was shocked when she saw the messy interior of the

room. Little did she expect the two to get into a fight. Fortunately, I came in just in time. Yelena

remained skeptical. Emrys recounted many things from their past to her and even accurately

mentioned the existence of a mole under her left breast. Finally, Yelena believed her younger brother,

Emrys, had returned. Tears of excitement gushed out uncontrollably from the corner of her eyes. She

embraced him tightly, even more so than Emrys did when he hugged her earlier. He could clearly

sense the realness and passionate thumping of her heartbeat. The blissful happiness he felt at that

instant was indescribable. After Yelena regained her composure, the trio chatted for a long time. Before

they knew it, two hours had passed. Yelena glanced at the time and exclaimed, “Oh no. I almost forgot

about my meeting with Mr. Haberle.” “What’s the matter?” Emrys asked. “Mr. Haberle invited me to

view his paintings and calligraphy collection at eight o’clock. I won’t make it in time even if I hurry over

now. I’m planning to tell him I won’t be going over tonight. I want to stay here to keep you company.”

Yelena was an artwork enthusiast. Whenever she came back after completing her mission, she would

spend some time practicing her drawing and calligraphy skills, as those were some activities that could

calm her in no time. Not long ago, she had become acquainted with Lorenzo Haberle. Lorenzo was a

famous painting and calligraphy collector. He had invited many people who shared his passion to check

out his collection, and the event was held at eight o’clock in the evening that day. Yelena was one of

the invitees. She was about to contact Lorenzo to inform him of her circumstances when Emrys piped

up, “Lena, I’ll accompany you there!” “Are you interested in artworks too?” she asked. “Yes.” He

nodded. “Occasionally, I’ll draw to entertain myself.” Emrys had been staying in the monastery on the

mountain from when he was five to fifteen years old, so there weren’t any other ways to keep himself

entertained. Aside from practicing the skills the old friar taught him, painting was the other most

relaxing thing to do. He was considered a part-time artwork enthusiast. Hearing that, Yelena didn’t

decline Lorenzo’s invitation but told him she would arrive late. Lorenzo magnanimously replied that it

was fine. Immediately afterward, the trio left the VIP room together. Emrys walked in the middle with

Cordelia on his left and Yelena on his right. The girls each held one side of his arm. The bystanders

were utterly flabbergasted after taking in such an astonishing scene. Cordelia and Yelena were two

exceptionally exquisite beauties. Any man would guffaw in their sleep if they could even be with one of

the ladies. Yet, Emrys was going out with both women. Damn it. Isn’t he too greedy? Most

unexpectedly, Rose Queen was cold and unfriendly when she brought him upstairs earlier. However,

after merely two hours, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She’s now treating Emrys

with the utmost affection. So, what exactly happened in the past two hours? Suddenly, everyone’s

imagination ran wild. They seemed to have guessed something. Two hours… Everything makes sense

now. The crowd instantly felt ashamed and inadequate.